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AuroraQuinn 
Aurora smiled a little through her tears; Mordred sucked at comfort, but she kind of liked it. "I guess not," she said, she couldn't stop the tears from flowing but she didn't feel like the world was going to collapse anymore...
Then he wore the mask. She chuckled a little, "I'm going to have to make you your own, so you stop stealing mine." she smiled, sure, she was still crying, but it was good to let your emotions out right? Right. And she had managed to conceal this the whole year. At least they were leaving in the morning and she didn't have to sit through a week of people asking how she was.
Mordred smiled.
“That’s better.” he said with an air of relief. Never in his life did he encounter such scene. Thanks to Aurora’s mask, he was able to come up with something to help her get out of misery. A little resourcefulness and guts to look silly was all he needed.
He pulled the mask up to his forehead and looked at Aurora.
“Sure, as long as it doesn’t have glitters…or anything shiny.” he said pointing at it. He looked at her again trying to read her mind. He can if he wanted to, but Mordred thought that it will be better if it was Aurora who will tell him what’s bothering her. He did miss out on a lot of things. Looking away, he asked –
“Will you be okay?” Stupid question. How can she be okay? The boy mentally slapped himself.
“I mean, I haven’t seen you for a long time, and I honestly don’t know what’s up with you anymore.” Mordred said feeling a little ashamed of himself. He once blamed Chloe, his old best friend of abandoning him, and he felt that he did the same thing to Aurora.
“I’m such a hypocrite fake.”
He knew something else was bothering her. She wouldn’t cry just because somebody punched someone.
“Let’s catch up soon. I believe you had a far more interesting year than I did.” True. He just spent his time in the Room of Requirements, mastering his DADA book from cover to cover.